Light Fortress
Chapter 366 - 56: Rematch (8K Word Mega - )_2

Chapter 366: Chapter 56: Rematch (8K Word Mega Chapter)_2

"Since it’s a new world, naturally, we have to cultivate it," Gu Shen murmured. "What we plant today, we can reap tomorrow."

It seemed very reasonable, and Tie Wu found himself falling into deep thought.

However, he quickly lifted his head and earnestly asked, "How should I address you in the future?"

Gu Shen countered, "How do you call the Wine God?"

Upon hearing this name, Tie Wu still felt an instinctive palpitation... His greatest struggle had once been between life and death. Becoming an "Angel Envoy" required immense faith, and yet faith could collapse overnight.

When his faith had collapsed, every time Tie Wu recalled the Wine God reaching out to him, he only felt fear and panic.

Having now defected from the Source Tower, what would his fate be if the Wine God found out?

"I understand... Master," he hurriedly replied with respect.

Gu Shen frowned, puzzled. "You call the Wine God ’Master’?"

Tie Wu was somewhat bewildered.

He looked up at the youth on the Throne... and silently thought about how the face Gu Shen presented to others was as young and naive as that of the Wine God. However, what kind of soul, of unknown age, was hidden beneath this facade?

It must take many, many, many years to travel from the "Old World," right?

"When I’m out on missions, I’m addressed as ’Lord Divine.’ When serving at the Source Tower, we call them ’Master’."

With cautious response, Tie Wu glanced at the desolate Spiritual Wilderness, thinking that although it couldn’t compare to the breathtaking splendor of the Wine God’s residence in the Source Tower, this place was once a land ideally suited for the divine.

"Don’t call me Master."

Gu Shen frowned and said, "I am not your master, and no one is qualified to be your master."

It was the first time Tie Wu had ever heard such words.

In the past, within the Source Tower, the Wine God often told him...

If it weren’t for him, he would be just another corpse unattended in the slums.

If it weren’t for his intervention, he would long have been trampled on, ravaged, and destroyed.

If not for...

Because of so many "ifs," Tie Wu was able to survive, and all of this was a gift from the "Wine God." He gave Tie Wu a new life, and this life was his to give.

Any title wouldn’t have been too much.

Tie Wu had thought so too, had always thought so until he later met Gu Shen.

"But... you gave me this life."

As Tie Wu recalled the "past teachings" of the Source Tower, he spoke in a very low voice: "This is a life debt..."

"When the full moon graces, the teacher is like the reached shore," Gu Shen shook his head and said, "It wasn’t I who gave you life; it was your parents."

"I don’t have parents..." Tie Wu smiled and said, "They passed away long ago."

Gu Shen’s eyes grew complicated with emotion.

Some sympathy.

And perhaps... for a fleeting moment, he saw similarities between Tie Wu and himself.

"You can call me ’Mr.’" Gu Shen came up with the form of address he heard most often today in Changye.

Mr. Xiao Gu.

Snow Forbidden City has a long history, and the local customs are quite classical. The word "Mr." sounds completely different in Da Du compared to how it sounds in Changye.

"Mr. Gu?" Tie Wu’s face shifted slightly; he thought of the person resting in Qingzhong, and it’s said that Gu Changzhi doesn’t like to be addressed as Lord Divine; hence, everyone in Changye uniformly respects him as "Mr. Gu."

Was this a coincidence? Or...

"It’ll be ’Mr. Gu’ then," Gu Shen nodded and said, "This title is pleasant to the ear, comfortable."

"Gu... Mr."

Tie Wu tried to pronounce it and found it a bit awkward.

"Will I... always stay here from now on?" he asked again, cautiously and nervously.

Gu Shen noticed his nervousness.

"Do you want to leave?"

"No, no, no..." To his surprise, Tie Wu quickly shook his head like a rattle drum, "I don’t want to leave. If possible... I would like to stay here forever."

As he said this, he glanced at the desolate wilderness and then subconsciously clenched the seed in his palm: "Mr. will plant seeds here, and eventually many trees, grasses, flowers will grow... In the future, perhaps more people might come here too."

As he spoke, Tie Wu’s confidence waned.

Not only because he had only one seed in his hand.

But also because halfway through, he remembered... the ones who come here, can they still be considered "people"?

If not.

Then he himself was no longer considered as a person, right?

"No one wants to stay here forever..." Gu Shen spoke with some resignation, finding even his own imaginings dismal and unwilling to linger. But perhaps there might indeed come the day Tie Wu spoke of.

But why did Tie Wu want to stay here forever?

After a brief contemplation.

Gu Shen bluntly asked, "Are you afraid of the Source Tower?"

Tie Wu was a bit embarrassed.

Awkwardly scratching his head, he said, "I don’t know why... I just feel so uncertain."

His reason told him that this Divine being before him, capable of bringing the dead back to life, was probably the eighth Divine to traverse from the Old World, and it seemed he had found a powerful supporter.

But his intuition told Tie Wu.

The powerful leg he clung to might not be that reliable.

If he left and the God of Wine sensed him... he would probably be truly obliterated, right?

"One good news, one bad news."